Luyện nghe bài hát Kaw-liga

Kaw-Liga was a Indian
over by the door
Fell in love with a Chocktaw
Over in the store

Kaw-Liga, ooh
Standin' there, don't let it show
She don't answer, yes or no

And he always his Sunday feathers
And his old black hawk
Maiden wore her beads and
An hoped he'd talk

Kaw-Liga, ooh
Standin' there, never show a sign
'Cause his heart is made of knotty

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, you ain't never got a
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, you don't what you what miss
Is it any wonder that your is red?
Kaw-Liga, you poor old wooden

Kaw-Liga was a lonely
Never went
Heart was set on the Chocktaw
Wearin' the long, hair

Kaw-Liga, ooh
there, don't never show a sign
'Cause his heart was made of knotty

And then one day, a customer
Bought the maid
her oh so far away
And ol' Kaw-Liga

Kaw-Liga, ooh
there, as lonesome as can be
Ah, wishin' he were still an ol' pine tree

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, you ain't never had no kissin'
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, hoss, you don't what you're missin'
Is it any wonder, that your is red?
Kaw-Liga, you poor, ol' head

Just a
a head